Word: roosters
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...from Perth, is a squirrelly little guy, blond beard, soft speech, 37 years old, who lives on the rim of the Chelsea area of Manhattan in a dog-eared hotel where drug deals and muggings go down every month or so, where one mad woman thinks she's a rooster. His home environment to some would seem a nightmare; his work environment to most would seem hell. After a day of breathing the iron filings in the New York City subways, one would think he could blow his nose and sink a Hudson River liner. Worse, a braking train...
...Ozzie and Harriet but the world alongside it: a small world within a world where the population looks either sinister or dead and the language is jazz or chemistry. Set me straight, man? Got any splim? Red? Strawberry? I got the Rams, man. Don't give me no Rooster Brand. Officials warn of fentanyl and phenylalkylamines. It is all arcane...
Aryeh returned to his home in the U.S., a 31-room Georgian mansion in Kings Point, N.Y., where he lives with his wife and five children. Then, last June, he learned that Publisher Malcolm Forbes paid $1.76 million for a Faberge with a crowing rooster inside. The purchase gave Forbes eleven Imperial Faberges, making his the largest collection in the world--one ahead of the Armoury Museum in the Kremlin. Aryeh, hoping that his egg could fetch an equally royal bid, decided to put it on the block at Christie's in Manhattan...
Long before its apartments were painted socialist red, even before its mayor sprayed his hair electric blue, West Hollywood was a colorful little rooster of a town. Defying expansion-minded Los Angeles, it remained an unincorporated no-man's-land, surrounded by the city but not a part of it, legally or spiritually...
Meanwhile, a band swung into all the old sad songs about mamma, lost loves and the perils of strong drink. The crowd continued to swell. Every few minutes a car filled with a family would come coughing down the dirt road to the cemetery, preceding a rooster's tail of dust. The women would hug one another, and the men who were not teetotalers would find some reason to roam off together into the woods, returning in a short while flush faced and very happy. The day, a hot late- summer afternoon, just sort of hung still in that stop...